He Yulei walked up the stairs a little tiredly, these days, she always has a feeling of being powerless, the bag in her hands is getting heavier and heavier, the woman finds that she can't walk anymore, she sighs silently, there is a feeling of being trapped in it, unable to extricate herself.

"Beifan." As she stood at the top of the stairs, the woman called out to the child, and suddenly thought of something, and pursed her lips.

Presumably at this point, Beifan should have already slept, and he shouldn't disturb him, so it doesn't matter. He Yulei thought about continuing to walk forward without losing frustration, and when she came to the door, she was about to knock on the door, but suddenly hesitated, and finally put down her hand.

The light in the corridor was unfortunately, He Yulei stomped her foot, but did not answer her request, the surroundings were still dark, and she couldn't see her fingers.

He Yulei was inevitably a little messy, and the sound of her stomping increased a little, but the echo light above her head seemed to be angry with her, and He Yulei, who was tired for a day, also looked quite helpless.

In the dark, she had to turn on the flash of her mobile phone and tiredly searched for the key in her purse. She flipped a little anxiously, moving quickly and quickly.

After a while, He Yulei turned it over and gently turned the door lock, for fear of disturbing anyone. When she walked in, she gently turned on the light in the foyer, and the woman looked at herself in the mirror, a tired face, too old to be bloodless.

Today is different from the past, He Beifan did not wait for him in front of the piano, thinking about it, the child is sleepy, and it is time to sleep.

He Yulei slowly shook towards Beifan's room, wanting to see if her son had covered the quilt. But what she didn't expect was that in the dark night, the mattress was neatly folded, and He Yulei was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Beifan." He Yulei called him tentatively, but naturally no one answered.

"Beifan." There was some obvious panic on the woman's face, and she ran out of her son's room with an inexplicable look of haste, and then began to stomp around the room.

The woman came to the balcony of the living room, looked at the vast night outside the window, and became more and more worried, "It's so late, where did this child go?" He Yulei sighed sadly, and then, she picked up her mobile phone and rang Beifan's number, but there was a desperate voice on the other end of the phone.

"Your call is temporarily unreachable." He Yulei sighed helplessly, pressed the phone, and pressed the dial button again with some unwillingness.

But no one responded to the earpiece, but He Yulei kept dialing, and the tears in her eyes were about to come out, she really couldn't bear such a blow, and the hand holding the phone began to tremble uncontrollably. The heart in her chest began to tremble uncontrollably, and she really panicked, followed by an overwhelming sense of fear.

Where did Beifan go, so late, she went to find him again, she was not as strong as she imagined, and such pressure was enough to knock her down.

But the reality didn't allow He Yulei to continue to hesitate, she was a little calmer, and the clothes on her body hadn't had time to take off. He Yulei walked to the hall, and when the woman was about to put on her shoes, suddenly, the door of the living room rang, and the movements in He Yulei's hands suddenly slowed down.

After a while, a tired Beifan walked in through the door. The moment the eyes lost their luster touched their mother's cheeks, they suddenly became nervous.

"Mom, I'm back." Beifan's voice was low, he swallowed his throat, and looked at her worriedly.

"Where have you been?" He Yulei's eyes were a kind of disappointment that she had never felt before, perhaps, mixed with a little anger, "Why did you come back so late?" He Yulei's eyes looked directly at her son, and the tired cheeks were as serious as they had never been.

"Me." He Beifan stood there dumbfounded, not knowing how to explain to his mother, he would never tell her about singing in a bar.

However, he couldn't find a suitable reason to perfunctory her, so he could only bite his lower lip with a little anxiety. But He Yulei looked extremely excited, the woman's eyes were a little red, and her voice couldn't help but be a few decibels louder.

"Say, what are you doing?" He Yulei's face was cold as usual, and her eyes looked directly at her child, wanting to get some useful information.

Beifan is different from the usual cheerfulness, at this time he actually has an inexplicable cowardice, "I." The boy's voice couldn't help but stutter a little, and the gears of his brain were spinning unfast.

He was trying to calm himself down, and then, casually, said, "Oh me, I'm too stuffy in the house, go out for a walk." He smiled a little embarrassedly, Beifan's voice was very low, and there was a kind of self-evident weakness.

"You're too stuffy in the house?" He Yulei looked at the increasingly strange child standing in front of her, and there was an inexplicable chill in her heart, "Have you finished practicing the piano?" Staying at home will still feel boring and panicked. ”

Although she didn't want to think about her child like this, her intuition told He Yulei that Beifan was lying, which was what she couldn't tolerate the most on weekdays.

When my mother never asked her about her piano practice, there was a strong fire in the small room. Medicinal taste. "Well, I'm not proficient enough to play today's track, I'll practice it a few more times." He Beifan said cautiously, and the young man carefully observed He Yulei's eyes, for fear that he had said something wrong.

He Yulei sighed helplessly, and the woman stood up from the chair and stool a little uncontrollably, and her words were not usually harsh, "You came back so late, I am so worried about you, and I am not allowed to do this again in the future." He Yulei paused and continued, "Also, it's so late today, don't practice, go to sleep." ”

Even though she was very disappointed in Beifan, He Yulei had always had a good temper, so she didn't say anything more.

"Hmm." He Beifan responded silently, seeing that He Yulei was discouraged, the young man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, "I was wrong, Mom, I won't do it again next time." He licked his lips, then turned away, and was about to go to his room to rest, when his mother stopped him. Stop, what's in your pocket? ”

He Yulei glanced at it inadvertently and saw the red ticket in Beifan's trouser pocket, and the beautiful willow eyebrows couldn't help wrinkling together.

Hearing his mother's scream, He Beifan subconsciously turned around again, and then glanced at his trouser pocket.

The look in the young man's eyes panicked at that moment, Beifan quickly stuffed the two pink bills into his pocket, and pretended that nothing had happened, raised his head, looked at He Yulei, and smiled at him embarrassedly, but touched his mother's cold face.

"What are you stuffing?" In the empty room, He Yulei's voice was hoarse, and at the same time, it revealed a kind of powerlessness. "Oh, no, no." He Beifan has never been so nervous as he is now, and his eyes are rolling in his sockets uncontrollably, "It's just a movie ticket." ”

He has always been honest, but this time he was forced to lie to his mother helplessly, but he subconsciously lowered his head, not daring to look at He Yulei's eyes.

"It's just a movie ticket." The woman coldly repeated the young man's words, and the originally tired eyes became even more red and swollen at this time, and then, the voice of the thin lips was hoarse, as if it had taken a lot of energy.

"A movie ticket, why are you avoiding me?" He Yulei's eyebrows furrowed again, she didn't often talk to Beifan like this, but this time, He Yulei really couldn't hold back.

"I, I didn't want to hide from you." He Beifan had no habit of lying, so his voice began to tremble uncontrollably.

But He Yulei's next instructions made Beifan extremely afraid. "What the hell is it, you take it out for me." He Beifan has grown so big, He Yulei has never forced him to do something, but today is really an exception.

"Mom, forget it. It's so late, just let me sleep. He Beifan begged helplessly.

"I'll let you take it out for me, you hurry up." may be that the burden of work is too heavy, so that He Yulei also loses her good temper towards her son.

He Beifan found that there was no possibility of hiding this matter anymore, the boy swallowed his throat unconsciously, his heart beat more and more violently, he went to dig out his trouser pocket, but the immature hands trembled.

He Yulei stood there staring at him, and before He Beifan could take out the banknotes in his pocket, He Yulei was anxious.

"What is this?" The woman roared and snatched a few bills from the boy's hand. Her voice trembled, mixed with an irrepressible anger.

"Where did you get the money?" He Yulei's eyes widened, and the woman's voice became more and more sharp. He Beifan's heart chuckled, and then he stood aside stupidly, becoming incoherent.

He Yulei didn't look at the young man's distracted eyes, but held the pile of banknotes in her hand very tightly, and the woman counted the money neatly, and then her words became even more out of shape.

"A thousand dollars, you tell me where you got so much money?" He Yulei went crazy and yelled at Beifan, and the young man felt that his eardrums were about to be burst by her roar, but he frowned and didn't say a word.

"Let me ask you, where did you get so much money? What the hell are you doing tonight? ”

He Yulei's eyes were bloodshot, and two crystal tears slipped silently from the corners of her eyes, but He Beifan, you, were as stubborn as ever, although he couldn't bear to watch his mother cry, he refused to say a word.

He Yulei threw the wad of money in her hand on the young man's body, she cried, and there was indescribable sadness in her eyes, "He Beifan, when did you become like this." He Yulei's voice trembled, and it sounded more and more distressing.

"Yes, our family is poor. But since I was a child, I have taught you to be a frank and honest person, no matter how short of money, you can't steal and rob, and you can't do things like stealing chickens and dogs. Why do you do this, and how do I usually teach you? He Yulei's eye sockets sank deeply, and her voice became more and more weak.

"Mom, I don't."

He Beifan forced his lips, his eyebrows wrinkled inadvertently, and there was an indescribable stoicism on his tired cheeks.

"You don't?" He Beifan's rebuttal made He Yulei more and more excited, "Where did the money come from?" I ask you, where does the money come from? She asked over and over again, flapping the boy's arm indiscriminately.

He Beifan stood there motionless, and the young man's eyes stared blankly at the floor.

He Yulei looked unrelenting, "Didn't you say you didn't steal?" So you tell me where the money comes from? Beifan stood there silently, letting his mother slap his arm.

"If I ask you, do you want to say it?" Her words were blurred with tears in her voice, and her brows were tightly locked.

"I'll let you lie to me, I'll let you steal." He Yulei's voice was sharp and hoarse, and in the mess, He Beifan's side face was slammed.

He Yulei was suddenly stunned, the hand that was just stretched out began to tremble uncontrollably, and large tears gushed uncontrollably from her eyes, and they slammed on the floor one by one.

Beifan's cheeks were hot and painful, his head was tilted sideways, and he didn't look at his mother's eyes, but the young man's cheeks inadvertently slid a tear stain.